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It all
started one dark and stormy night. Funny
how these sorts of things always start like that! I was sitting alone in my favorite corner of
my parent’s coffee Shoppe. My life had
taken a turn for the worse so I for now am back home with mom and dad. At age 30 this is a little embarrassing but
that is how life goes. As for how I got
here let’s just say a few bad decisions and a girl were involved, end of
commentary! This place is not my home
town but it will due for now. When I
moved out they sold their home and moved here to start over. Before I graduated high school and thought
about what to do next we suffered a terrible tragedy. I had a sister we were in fact twins.
My older
…

“Who was that...? Well I suppose it does not matter.” The room was dank and dimly lit the only
light source seemed to emanate from a series of tubes with what could only be
described as fetuses. A man stood over a
table with a naked woman strapped to it.
Her breasts heaved violently as she drew terrified breaths. The deranged fellow had used charcoal to draw
dissection lines. Earlier that night he
had been chased by a young man.
A young man that was more agile
than a human should have been in his opinion.
“Smile at babies!” His scream echoed as he yanked the young woman’s red
hair from her head. She could only let
out muffled screams with her mouth sewn shut.
The cross shaped stiches went up on to her face creating a flower of
life pattern over her face. Fortunately for her she had been unconscious for
that part. “I need your…

All I
remember is Gustav hitting me, the wall and blood. But now I am not sure if any of it was
real. Claire and a team of our new
friends had gone to Victorian London to take on Jack the Ripper. However this version of him is more dangerous
than the one I am familiar with. I was
left with Gustav whose purpose was to teach me how to fight. They have been gone for about five days our
time. I am not sure how much time has
passed in their time. But none of that
matters right now. Right now I am in a lot
of trouble. These wraith like things are
everywhere and there are more coming.
Why would Margo dump me into a place like this? It is dark dismal and full of a dreaded
darkness only broken by the occasional flash of lightning or the swinging of a scythe. Claire got one thing right time is relative
in fact I am beginning to believe it does …